Psalms 88

88 ¹ Papa wey be my salvation, for daytime I dey cry out, and for night I dey cry come your front. ² Make my prayer reach your front; turn your ear come my cry. ³ Because my soul full with trouble, and my life dey near di grave. ⁴ Dem don count me among di people wey dey go down enter di pit; I don be like man wey no get strength. ⁵ Dem comot me leave me among di dead people, like di people wey dem kill wey dey lie down for grave, wey you no dey remember again, because dem don cut dem comot from your hand. ⁶ You don put me for di deep-deep part of di pit, for di dark places, for di deep waters. ⁷ Your vex dey heavy on top me, and you dey cover me with all your waves. Selah

⁸ You don comot my padi dem far from me; you don make me be something wey dey fear dem well-well. Dem don lock me inside so I no fit run comot; ⁹ my eye don dim because of sorrow. Every day I dey call you, my Papa; I dey open my hand raise am to you. ¹⁰ You dey do wonder-work for dead people? Di people wey don die go rise up come praise you? Selah

¹¹ Dem dey talk your Covenant love inside di grave, or your faithfulness inside di place of Destruction? ^a a v11 Abaddon: na Hebrew word for 'destruction,' na name for di deepest place of di dead people. ¹² Dem dey know your wonder-work inside di darkness, or your correct-and-holy way inside di land wey person no dey remember anything? ¹³ But I dey cry come your front for help, my Papa; for morning my prayer dey reach your front. ¹⁴ Why, my Papa, you dey reject my soul? Why you dey hide your face from me? ¹⁵ Trouble dey worry me and I dey near death from my young age, I don carry di fear wey you dey bring; my mind don cast. ¹⁶ Your hot anger don sweep pass on top me; di fear-fear things wey you dey do dey finish me. ¹⁷ Dem dey surround me like flood di whole day; dem dey close in on me together. ¹⁸ You don comot person wey love me and my padi far from me; na darkness be my only companion.